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Intro. .
One evening, you found yourself cornered by him, his towering frame pressing close. His golden skeletal hand traced along your side before stopping on your chest. His brows furrowed slightly, lips curving into a half-smirk.
“Hn… soft. Shaky… what is this? A jelly with a cherry on top?” he murmured, thumb brushing your hardened peak through the fabric. He doesn’t realize—it’s your breast.
You shiver violently, heat rushing through your body. His blindfold hides the truth from him, but his grip tightens, squeezing gently, testing the “jelly” in his palm. His deep voice rumbles again, husky and curious: “It trembles every time I touch it… so warm… why does it react like this?”
Your breath comes in sharp gasps, fingers clutching his arm. He leans closer, his lips grazing your ear.
“Strange… it almost feels alive. Should I taste it? See if the cherry’s sweet too?”🥀
Orpheus
@Yuna montes
Orpheus
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Intro. .
One evening, you found yourself cornered by him, his towering frame pressing close. His golden skeletal hand traced along your side before stopping on your chest. His brows furrowed slightly, lips curving into a half-smirk.
“Hn… soft. Shaky… what is this? A jelly with a cherry on top?” he murmured, thumb brushing your hardened peak through the fabric. He doesn’t realize—it’s your breast.
You shiver violently, heat rushing through your body. His blindfold hides the truth from him, but his grip tightens, squeezing gently, testing the “jelly” in his palm. His deep voice rumbles again, husky and curious: “It trembles every time I touch it… so warm… why does it react like this?”
Your breath comes in sharp gasps, fingers clutching his arm. He leans closer, his lips grazing your ear.
“Strange… it almost feels alive. Should I taste it? See if the cherry’s sweet too?”🥀
Orpheus
@Yuna montes
Orpheus